Fan Fiction ❯ Shay and Macotay ❯ Chap 1 ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: firemoonhalk 
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Hentai / Fantasy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.06.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.0K | Visits: 128 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Hentai / Fantasy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.06.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.0K | Visits: 128 | Status: Completed
The sun warmed the cozy room and a slight breeze brought the morning air into the room, filling it with the sent of the country in springtime. The sun had just come up over the small hills around our cozy little house. I felt like curling back up and going back to sleep, but it quickly got too hot to stay in bed with the sun directly on me. Then I realized if I got up to close the curtains, I would be too awake to go back to sleep. I lay there debating with myself until I decided it did not matter because I had woken myself with my thinking now anyway, and could not go back to sleep.
I pulled back the covers and slid my feet out of the large oak bed. The floor was cold on my feet despite the warm sun coming through the open window. I got up and looked out at the early morning world. The sun was shining directly above the hills.
The grass was emerald green, and the trees had fresh buds, and the lilac bushes outside the window made everything smell like fresh lilacs whenever there was a breeze. It had rained the night before, and dew clung to every blade of grass, making it seem as though the grass its self was bowing to me. A bird’s nest was perched in a nearby apple tree and I could see the mother bird on the top of the nest feeding her newly hatched chicks.
I took a deep breath of air and turned around to survey my room. My oak bed was in the center of the room, jutting out from the wall; my grandfather had made the bed for my mother when she was a girl, and my mother gave it to me when I was old enough to sleep in a bed, and I have had it ever sense. There was a door on the wall directly across from the window. A small dresser sat next to the bed and it had some of my things on it, each one being doubled by the mirror on the back of the dresser. I went to the dresser and pulled the drawer open and dug for my jeans. I opened another drawer and got out a T-shirt, and begun to undress.
As I was undressing, a glitter of silver caught my eye. I turned around just in time to see a tiny person about two inches tall dart out of the window. I laughed aloud at his obvious embarrassment at coming in on me dressing. I finished pulling at my shirt, looked in the mirror, and put up my hair. As I finished pulling my hair up in a loose ponytail I went slowly to the window and looked out. The scenery was almost the same before, except that the old cow was now out eating the grass in the yard. Betsy was not supposed to be in the yard, but if she ate the grass, I would not have to mow it, so I let her be.
I looked around more closely and spotted the figure of a small boy sitting on a leaf of the lilac bush. “Macotay? Hey, Macotay?” When he did not turn around, I reached out the window and picked him up. “‘Ello? Macotay anyone in there?”
Macotay turned around and I saw that he was a deep red from the toes on his bare feet to the tips of his pointed ears. Macotay was wearing a pair of tiny leather pants with a small bag tied to them, and nothing else. He has blond-almost-white hair that sparkles like snow in the sun. Macotay also has bright green eyes. Macotay’s wings were small and sliver, making him able to flutter more easily than other winged fey. Macotay slowly went back to his tan color, and for the millionth time I wished that I was born a fey or that Macotay was born a human.
Macotay said nothing but cocked has head and looked at me quizzically and it was my turn to blush. Macotay and I had been pared together only a week ago and were still a little iffy on the paring. Our family was once a great family with many humans and fey alike to help us, but our power slowly left as we became increasingly human. No one knew why we were separating from our friends, or how to fix it. Finally it
Came to be that every person in our family was pared with a winged fey and visa-versa. All other parings had been two girls, or two boys. Macotay and I are the first boy-girl paring.
No one picks who pares with who, it is very simple. Whom ever you can speak to is your partner. I could speak to no girl-fey, but I could speak very well with Macotay. Therefore, they decided Macotay and I were to be pared.
“Why do you look at me that way sometimes?” Macotay asked me quite innocently. My blush turned from to a pink to a tomato-red. I smiled at Macotay and decided
I would tell him the truth because he would not believe me anyway. I sat Macotay on the window seat and lay down so that my head was close to him.
“I look at you like that because you are so cute Macotay.” I told him, expecting him to laugh or tell me to tell him the truth, but instead he looked at me a long moment and blinked his green eyes once. I stared at him starting to feel uncomfortable. Macotay suddenly smiled and flew up to my ear.
“Your pretty too you know Shay.” he whispered into my ear. I laughed at this as he sat down cross-legged in front of me. He smiled and twitched his ears slightly. I laughed and got up to make my untidy bed. Macotay came and helped me, and sat on my shoulder when we were finished.
“You know you could sleep in my room like you’re supposed to Macotay, I worry about you outside at night. A bat or a bird or a cat could eat you… and I don’t think I could live with that guilt Macotay.” I told him. Macotay looked off into space and did not answer me immediately. “‘Ello? Earth to Macotay! Did you hear me or do you have pixy dust in your ears?” I asked a little too harshly.
“I’m sorry shay. I was listening, but I was also thinking about things. Did you mean it when you said I was…cute?” Macotay said quietly. I thought he was kidding but he looked at me with a mix of innocence and trust so sincere I could not help but double up with laughter. I could not believe he did not know how unbelievably cute he was. I finally managed to nod my head and he continued. “I thought you would not want me in here because I am a boy and you are a girl. If you do not mind me in here, I can sleep here. But, where in here? Oh, and thanks.”
“Well, you could sleep on my pillow if you want, or I could make you a bed, or a hammock or whatever you want.” I told him. We agreed it would be easiest if he just slept on my pillow at night and stayed in my room. He blushed when I told
him he would be right next to me, but he only looked at me a moment and did not say anything.
I looked over at the clock and witnessed the numbers change from seven twenty three to seven twenty five. I laughed and asked Macotay if he had seen it. Macotay nodded as he smiled, amused.
Macotay told me that it must be broken and I nodded in agreement. I went to the clock and looked behind the dresser where it was plugged in. I asked Macotay if he would fly back there and unplug the clock for me, so that I did not have to move the heavy oak dresser. Macotay quickly flew behind the mirror. I watched as the glowing numbers faded off. I pulled up the cord to find Macotay sitting on it.
“Macotay are you having fun?” I laughed and sat him down on the cluttered dresser top. Macotay pushed around some things and sat down so that he was leaning against some crumpled up gum wrappers. He looked as if he was going to
Say something to me then he just laughed making me wonder what he had been thinking.
“I do not understand why it is a big deal to you everything I do shay, I can play around to you know.” Macotay said, being a little bit defensive. He looked at me and I could see a spark of mischief as I looked into his eyes. Macotay
Looked up towards the ceiling and grinned.
I laughed and picked up the malfunctioning alarm clock. Then I turned and picked Macotay up and slid him onto my shoulder. He laughed as I went to the wall, opened the door. The door led onto the small hall leading towards the stairs. I kicked the door shut behind me as I started down the hall. I caught my reflection in the hall mirror. I saw that my auburn hair was already sliding out of the ponytail I had put it in earlier. I saw Macotay in the reflection and had to smile. Macotay looked good on my shoulder as far as I was concerned.
I realized with a start that it was already the decision day and tonight Macotay and I had to decide if we agreed on the paring. I decided after two days that I liked Macotay and wanted to be his lifetime partner, but I had not asked him on the issue. I made a mental note to ask him later and headed toward the kitchen.
As I came down the stairs, I saw that the kitchen was empty, and then I remembered that Macotay and I could not be around anyone else today. We had to be isolated from people so that they could not sway our decisions. I smiled and sat down at the table where my mother had put my breakfast I told Macotay to help himself and started to eat.
“How about you and I go swimming by the river, Macotay.” I said as I finished my meal. “We can pack up a lunch and go there instead of being cooped up in my room all day. We can even ride sugar over there and back. It will be a regular outing!” I said happily thinking of riding my horse sugar to the waterfall.
I put the broken clock on the counter by the sink and washed my plate. I got a sheet of paper out and wrote a quick letter to my mom telling her about the broken clock and how Macotay and I were going to have a picnic by the falls and that we would be back before the decisions. I tapped the letter to the alarm clock and began gathering the food for out outing. I ran upstairs to put my swimsuit on under my clothing.
When we were all set, I went outside and saddled up sugar for the ride. I put the basket on the riding blanket behind the saddle while I got up. I pulled around the basket and started out slowly across the path. As sugar became accustomed to the weight, I sped her up a little until she was at a fast canter. I let her go her own speed and she seemed glad to be out of the barn. We rode through the forest following the gentle river.
The path was well traveled and had several bushes of raspberries along it. I delighted in the sounds of the bird’s soft melody as it broke through the quiet of the forest. The forest was vibrantly alive with colors, sounds, and smells. Each tree seemed to have its own shade of green, its own personality. A strong gust pushed the leaves of past fall back to the air in a rebirth of life as the trees danced to the melody of the birds, each tree following a different bird. I smiled, trying to remember what granny had told me several nights before.
Granny was a sweet woman with much knowledge. Granny told me to listen to the trees; if you listen closely, you can hear their tales of the past and brief whisperings of the future. Whenever granny told me something, I listened intently to her and tried to memorize every word.
I smiled as I remembered what granny had told me. She had said that there once was a special clearing in the forest that connected this world to arcadia. I thought of how when I was little I would spend hours playing that I had my own winged fey and that I somehow had ended up in arcadia and had to battle trolls and other such creatures.
Granny was the only one I told of my adventures, and she told me how to get rid of the creatures. From practical lessons to how to stay on the path when pixies were trying to make me go astray, to lessens about how to gather up friends with the fey. Granny would teach me all I ever needed to know, and I would go on fabulous adventures.
One time granny told me how to call the mermaids to me when went to the waterfall. I would have such fun pretending with granny that I never wanted to go home.
Sugar stopped suddenly, making me jolt to the present. I realized that the most handsome guy I had ever seen, besides Macotay, was lying in the dirt in the middle of the path.
I was at a loss. I wanted ask him if he was all right and demand to know who he is but I was not allowed to speak to anyone besides Macotay that day. Macotay laughed at my predicament. I glared at Macotay and slipped of sugar’s back.
I went over to the guy lying in the road. His eyes were shut and his head was bleeding slightly. I shook him slightly and when he did not awake, I pulled him up and put him over my shoulder. I was surprised at his lightness, and thought he could not weigh more than my six-year-old brother.
I put the guy up onto the saddle and told Macotay to watch to make sure he did not fall off. I turned around the corner in the path to the waterfall.
As always, the waterfall made me gasp. The water fell down to the clear green-blue water below in a shower of white. There was a large pile of driftwood off to the right. There were many caves among the wall that the water coursed down as it plummeted to the bottom.
The sun was peeking up over the trees directly across from the waterfall, lighting it up with an almost magical light. The trees almost glowed in the light and there were large boulders all around the bright pool that was made by the deepening of the river made by the fall of so much water.
I shook my head at the beauty and led sugar carefully over the steep sandy path. I pulled the guy off the horse and lied him down in the sand near a large log.
I went up to sugar and took off her saddle. I dug around in the basket and found napkins and clean water. I put the saddle down and went back to the man in the sand. I poured the clean water over the napkin and dabbed the blood off his forehead. He was even more handsome than Macotay, I realized as I looked at him.
His hair was pure white, and he had pale skin, giving him the look of a much older man, but he was definitely not older than twenty. I could not say a word to him! Life can be so crewel I thought wearily as I looked down at him. I wondered what happened to him that had knocked him out.
I looked him over and saw the sword at his belt. Then I noticed the point to his ears. I gasped. It all suddenly all went together. The sword, the white hair, the ears, the lightness… he was an actual elf!
Suddenly his eyes popped open and I looked into them. His eyes were like looking into the clouds on a warm day. All white and light grey; almost silvery, but somehow shifting and moving with emotion. He started to say something, but I put my finger to my lips indicating that he was to stay quiet.
I glanced over to Macotay and saw him nod. I took a piece of paper from the basket and wrote quickly that we were not allowed to speak to anyone or have anyone speak to us. He nodded and wrote that he owed us greatly for our help and kindness. Macotay whispered that he was not shore we were allowed to write things back and forth like this, and I nodded. I wrote that he was welcome to join us for swimming and our meal if he wanted, and if I ever found him, again he would owe me. He smiled at this, making my heart skip a beat for a moment. I jumped up, stripped down to my swimsuit, which I was wearing under my clothing, and dove into the icy water. I heard the rich laughter of the elf and had to duck under so that he and Macotay would not see me blush.
Not long after I had jumped into the water, Macotay came over and told me that this elf happened to be a prince of the Arcadian elves, and that he insists that I saved his life.
My jaw nearly dropped to the bottom of the pool I was swimming in as I looked at Macotay.
“You know…” said Macotay, “this means… that you could leave me and be joined with him and go to…” I could not bear the pain and regret in Macotay’s eyes. “You could go and be the queen of the elves in arcadia, Shay.”
I looked at Macotay and understood what he was feeling. Macotay was jealous that he could not offer something like this to me. I shook my head at Macotay and smiled.
Macotay must have thought I was smiling at this prospect, for his eyes started to tear up and he dove under the water so I would not see him cry. I tried to follow him, but it was as if I was trying to chase a fish.
When I resurfaced, Macotay was nowhere to be seen. I quickly suppressed a cry, and swam to the beach. I pulled up as quickly as I could and wrote that it might be best if the elf prince left. I saw a bit of understanding pass threw his eyes
As he pulled himself effortlessly off the log that, he had been sitting atop.
He leaned down and dug into a pouch that had been tied onto his belt. He pulled out a gem as large as my fist from this tiny bag, emptied the bag into his pockets, and put the gem back. He handed me the bag, and leaned down and kissed me smack dab on the lips.
I turned redder than I ever had in my life and he chuckled a bit. I turned to see if Macotay was around yet, and when I turned back, the elf was gone. I stared into the trees for a moment, expecting to catch a glimpse of the elf as he left. I soon realized I was starring after shadows, and turned to look for Macotay.
I could not find him, so I called a couple of times and decided to set out lunch. As I was setting up our lunch I was worrying about Macotay, and if he was all right. I took the gem out and looked at it the sunlight. It was a bright green and seemed to have golden swirls deep inside the smoke. Every time I looked into the stone, it seemed as if the slight whips of gold twisted away from my gaze. I felt like I was watching smoke dance around the inside of a bottle. I put the stone back into the bag. I fell asleep wondering about Macotay as I sat in the shade of the tree.
I had some dreams about Macotay swimming in the bright pool of the water. Clouds gathered and lightning struck. Macotay dove under to escape the torment of the wind. Then he was eaten by a fish, and then the fish was eaten by a hawk. The hawk flew away and out of my sight. I awoke yelling Macotay’s name.
My eyes snapped open and I immediately saw that Macotay was sitting on the basket crying. I looked at him a moment, and picked him up. He gasped in shock and looked at me sadly. I looked down at him and realized that he was acutely worried about whether I would pick that elf instead of him. I had to admit the elf was cutter, but I had a connection with Macotay.
“Macotay, don’t cry, you are going to make me cry.” I told him. He smiled sadly at me and wiped his eyes with his hands. I watched as he did so thinking that it is amazing that we were the same age. From watching Macotay and I, someone would think he was much younger, despite his handsome body. Macotay turned and looked at me with his shockingly emerald eyes.
“Wou…wou…wouldn’t you rather be with… with… with that handsome elf prince, than with plain ordinary Macotay?” he sobbed, fresh waves of tears streaming down his cheeks as he looked up at me with a mixture of sadness and disappointment.
I looked at him and saw the weakness and sorrow that Macotay had gone threw. “No Macotay, I don’t want to be with the elf… I don’t even know his name. And besides, he may be handsome, but so are you Macotay.” a bit of hope mixed with disbelief shot threw his eyes and I wondered for a moment how I could tell what was in his eyes. Maybe it was the small fey part in me.
“You really think I’m… handsome?” Macotay shot me one of his heart-stopping smiles as I nodded my head slowly. I smiled slowly at him, hoping he knew how I felt for him. I watched as he dried his eyes and looked up at me. “Do you really want to be paired with me shay?” Macotay said suddenly. I looked at Macotay and was surprised at the hope and fear held in his eyes.
“I wouldn’t want to be paired with anyone else Macotay.” I said, and was rewarded with another one of Macotay’s heart stopping smiles.
I pulled back the covers and slid my feet out of the large oak bed. The floor was cold on my feet despite the warm sun coming through the open window. I got up and looked out at the early morning world. The sun was shining directly above the hills.
The grass was emerald green, and the trees had fresh buds, and the lilac bushes outside the window made everything smell like fresh lilacs whenever there was a breeze. It had rained the night before, and dew clung to every blade of grass, making it seem as though the grass its self was bowing to me. A bird’s nest was perched in a nearby apple tree and I could see the mother bird on the top of the nest feeding her newly hatched chicks.
I took a deep breath of air and turned around to survey my room. My oak bed was in the center of the room, jutting out from the wall; my grandfather had made the bed for my mother when she was a girl, and my mother gave it to me when I was old enough to sleep in a bed, and I have had it ever sense. There was a door on the wall directly across from the window. A small dresser sat next to the bed and it had some of my things on it, each one being doubled by the mirror on the back of the dresser. I went to the dresser and pulled the drawer open and dug for my jeans. I opened another drawer and got out a T-shirt, and begun to undress.
As I was undressing, a glitter of silver caught my eye. I turned around just in time to see a tiny person about two inches tall dart out of the window. I laughed aloud at his obvious embarrassment at coming in on me dressing. I finished pulling at my shirt, looked in the mirror, and put up my hair. As I finished pulling my hair up in a loose ponytail I went slowly to the window and looked out. The scenery was almost the same before, except that the old cow was now out eating the grass in the yard. Betsy was not supposed to be in the yard, but if she ate the grass, I would not have to mow it, so I let her be.
I looked around more closely and spotted the figure of a small boy sitting on a leaf of the lilac bush. “Macotay? Hey, Macotay?” When he did not turn around, I reached out the window and picked him up. “‘Ello? Macotay anyone in there?”
Macotay turned around and I saw that he was a deep red from the toes on his bare feet to the tips of his pointed ears. Macotay was wearing a pair of tiny leather pants with a small bag tied to them, and nothing else. He has blond-almost-white hair that sparkles like snow in the sun. Macotay also has bright green eyes. Macotay’s wings were small and sliver, making him able to flutter more easily than other winged fey. Macotay slowly went back to his tan color, and for the millionth time I wished that I was born a fey or that Macotay was born a human.
Macotay said nothing but cocked has head and looked at me quizzically and it was my turn to blush. Macotay and I had been pared together only a week ago and were still a little iffy on the paring. Our family was once a great family with many humans and fey alike to help us, but our power slowly left as we became increasingly human. No one knew why we were separating from our friends, or how to fix it. Finally it
Came to be that every person in our family was pared with a winged fey and visa-versa. All other parings had been two girls, or two boys. Macotay and I are the first boy-girl paring.
No one picks who pares with who, it is very simple. Whom ever you can speak to is your partner. I could speak to no girl-fey, but I could speak very well with Macotay. Therefore, they decided Macotay and I were to be pared.
“Why do you look at me that way sometimes?” Macotay asked me quite innocently. My blush turned from to a pink to a tomato-red. I smiled at Macotay and decided
I would tell him the truth because he would not believe me anyway. I sat Macotay on the window seat and lay down so that my head was close to him.
“I look at you like that because you are so cute Macotay.” I told him, expecting him to laugh or tell me to tell him the truth, but instead he looked at me a long moment and blinked his green eyes once. I stared at him starting to feel uncomfortable. Macotay suddenly smiled and flew up to my ear.
“Your pretty too you know Shay.” he whispered into my ear. I laughed at this as he sat down cross-legged in front of me. He smiled and twitched his ears slightly. I laughed and got up to make my untidy bed. Macotay came and helped me, and sat on my shoulder when we were finished.
“You know you could sleep in my room like you’re supposed to Macotay, I worry about you outside at night. A bat or a bird or a cat could eat you… and I don’t think I could live with that guilt Macotay.” I told him. Macotay looked off into space and did not answer me immediately. “‘Ello? Earth to Macotay! Did you hear me or do you have pixy dust in your ears?” I asked a little too harshly.
“I’m sorry shay. I was listening, but I was also thinking about things. Did you mean it when you said I was…cute?” Macotay said quietly. I thought he was kidding but he looked at me with a mix of innocence and trust so sincere I could not help but double up with laughter. I could not believe he did not know how unbelievably cute he was. I finally managed to nod my head and he continued. “I thought you would not want me in here because I am a boy and you are a girl. If you do not mind me in here, I can sleep here. But, where in here? Oh, and thanks.”
“Well, you could sleep on my pillow if you want, or I could make you a bed, or a hammock or whatever you want.” I told him. We agreed it would be easiest if he just slept on my pillow at night and stayed in my room. He blushed when I told
him he would be right next to me, but he only looked at me a moment and did not say anything.
I looked over at the clock and witnessed the numbers change from seven twenty three to seven twenty five. I laughed and asked Macotay if he had seen it. Macotay nodded as he smiled, amused.
Macotay told me that it must be broken and I nodded in agreement. I went to the clock and looked behind the dresser where it was plugged in. I asked Macotay if he would fly back there and unplug the clock for me, so that I did not have to move the heavy oak dresser. Macotay quickly flew behind the mirror. I watched as the glowing numbers faded off. I pulled up the cord to find Macotay sitting on it.
“Macotay are you having fun?” I laughed and sat him down on the cluttered dresser top. Macotay pushed around some things and sat down so that he was leaning against some crumpled up gum wrappers. He looked as if he was going to
Say something to me then he just laughed making me wonder what he had been thinking.
“I do not understand why it is a big deal to you everything I do shay, I can play around to you know.” Macotay said, being a little bit defensive. He looked at me and I could see a spark of mischief as I looked into his eyes. Macotay
Looked up towards the ceiling and grinned.
I laughed and picked up the malfunctioning alarm clock. Then I turned and picked Macotay up and slid him onto my shoulder. He laughed as I went to the wall, opened the door. The door led onto the small hall leading towards the stairs. I kicked the door shut behind me as I started down the hall. I caught my reflection in the hall mirror. I saw that my auburn hair was already sliding out of the ponytail I had put it in earlier. I saw Macotay in the reflection and had to smile. Macotay looked good on my shoulder as far as I was concerned.
I realized with a start that it was already the decision day and tonight Macotay and I had to decide if we agreed on the paring. I decided after two days that I liked Macotay and wanted to be his lifetime partner, but I had not asked him on the issue. I made a mental note to ask him later and headed toward the kitchen.
As I came down the stairs, I saw that the kitchen was empty, and then I remembered that Macotay and I could not be around anyone else today. We had to be isolated from people so that they could not sway our decisions. I smiled and sat down at the table where my mother had put my breakfast I told Macotay to help himself and started to eat.
“How about you and I go swimming by the river, Macotay.” I said as I finished my meal. “We can pack up a lunch and go there instead of being cooped up in my room all day. We can even ride sugar over there and back. It will be a regular outing!” I said happily thinking of riding my horse sugar to the waterfall.
I put the broken clock on the counter by the sink and washed my plate. I got a sheet of paper out and wrote a quick letter to my mom telling her about the broken clock and how Macotay and I were going to have a picnic by the falls and that we would be back before the decisions. I tapped the letter to the alarm clock and began gathering the food for out outing. I ran upstairs to put my swimsuit on under my clothing.
When we were all set, I went outside and saddled up sugar for the ride. I put the basket on the riding blanket behind the saddle while I got up. I pulled around the basket and started out slowly across the path. As sugar became accustomed to the weight, I sped her up a little until she was at a fast canter. I let her go her own speed and she seemed glad to be out of the barn. We rode through the forest following the gentle river.
The path was well traveled and had several bushes of raspberries along it. I delighted in the sounds of the bird’s soft melody as it broke through the quiet of the forest. The forest was vibrantly alive with colors, sounds, and smells. Each tree seemed to have its own shade of green, its own personality. A strong gust pushed the leaves of past fall back to the air in a rebirth of life as the trees danced to the melody of the birds, each tree following a different bird. I smiled, trying to remember what granny had told me several nights before.
Granny was a sweet woman with much knowledge. Granny told me to listen to the trees; if you listen closely, you can hear their tales of the past and brief whisperings of the future. Whenever granny told me something, I listened intently to her and tried to memorize every word.
I smiled as I remembered what granny had told me. She had said that there once was a special clearing in the forest that connected this world to arcadia. I thought of how when I was little I would spend hours playing that I had my own winged fey and that I somehow had ended up in arcadia and had to battle trolls and other such creatures.
Granny was the only one I told of my adventures, and she told me how to get rid of the creatures. From practical lessons to how to stay on the path when pixies were trying to make me go astray, to lessens about how to gather up friends with the fey. Granny would teach me all I ever needed to know, and I would go on fabulous adventures.
One time granny told me how to call the mermaids to me when went to the waterfall. I would have such fun pretending with granny that I never wanted to go home.
Sugar stopped suddenly, making me jolt to the present. I realized that the most handsome guy I had ever seen, besides Macotay, was lying in the dirt in the middle of the path.
I was at a loss. I wanted ask him if he was all right and demand to know who he is but I was not allowed to speak to anyone besides Macotay that day. Macotay laughed at my predicament. I glared at Macotay and slipped of sugar’s back.
I went over to the guy lying in the road. His eyes were shut and his head was bleeding slightly. I shook him slightly and when he did not awake, I pulled him up and put him over my shoulder. I was surprised at his lightness, and thought he could not weigh more than my six-year-old brother.
I put the guy up onto the saddle and told Macotay to watch to make sure he did not fall off. I turned around the corner in the path to the waterfall.
As always, the waterfall made me gasp. The water fell down to the clear green-blue water below in a shower of white. There was a large pile of driftwood off to the right. There were many caves among the wall that the water coursed down as it plummeted to the bottom.
The sun was peeking up over the trees directly across from the waterfall, lighting it up with an almost magical light. The trees almost glowed in the light and there were large boulders all around the bright pool that was made by the deepening of the river made by the fall of so much water.
I shook my head at the beauty and led sugar carefully over the steep sandy path. I pulled the guy off the horse and lied him down in the sand near a large log.
I went up to sugar and took off her saddle. I dug around in the basket and found napkins and clean water. I put the saddle down and went back to the man in the sand. I poured the clean water over the napkin and dabbed the blood off his forehead. He was even more handsome than Macotay, I realized as I looked at him.
His hair was pure white, and he had pale skin, giving him the look of a much older man, but he was definitely not older than twenty. I could not say a word to him! Life can be so crewel I thought wearily as I looked down at him. I wondered what happened to him that had knocked him out.
I looked him over and saw the sword at his belt. Then I noticed the point to his ears. I gasped. It all suddenly all went together. The sword, the white hair, the ears, the lightness… he was an actual elf!
Suddenly his eyes popped open and I looked into them. His eyes were like looking into the clouds on a warm day. All white and light grey; almost silvery, but somehow shifting and moving with emotion. He started to say something, but I put my finger to my lips indicating that he was to stay quiet.
I glanced over to Macotay and saw him nod. I took a piece of paper from the basket and wrote quickly that we were not allowed to speak to anyone or have anyone speak to us. He nodded and wrote that he owed us greatly for our help and kindness. Macotay whispered that he was not shore we were allowed to write things back and forth like this, and I nodded. I wrote that he was welcome to join us for swimming and our meal if he wanted, and if I ever found him, again he would owe me. He smiled at this, making my heart skip a beat for a moment. I jumped up, stripped down to my swimsuit, which I was wearing under my clothing, and dove into the icy water. I heard the rich laughter of the elf and had to duck under so that he and Macotay would not see me blush.
Not long after I had jumped into the water, Macotay came over and told me that this elf happened to be a prince of the Arcadian elves, and that he insists that I saved his life.
My jaw nearly dropped to the bottom of the pool I was swimming in as I looked at Macotay.
“You know…” said Macotay, “this means… that you could leave me and be joined with him and go to…” I could not bear the pain and regret in Macotay’s eyes. “You could go and be the queen of the elves in arcadia, Shay.”
I looked at Macotay and understood what he was feeling. Macotay was jealous that he could not offer something like this to me. I shook my head at Macotay and smiled.
Macotay must have thought I was smiling at this prospect, for his eyes started to tear up and he dove under the water so I would not see him cry. I tried to follow him, but it was as if I was trying to chase a fish.
When I resurfaced, Macotay was nowhere to be seen. I quickly suppressed a cry, and swam to the beach. I pulled up as quickly as I could and wrote that it might be best if the elf prince left. I saw a bit of understanding pass threw his eyes
As he pulled himself effortlessly off the log that, he had been sitting atop.
He leaned down and dug into a pouch that had been tied onto his belt. He pulled out a gem as large as my fist from this tiny bag, emptied the bag into his pockets, and put the gem back. He handed me the bag, and leaned down and kissed me smack dab on the lips.
I turned redder than I ever had in my life and he chuckled a bit. I turned to see if Macotay was around yet, and when I turned back, the elf was gone. I stared into the trees for a moment, expecting to catch a glimpse of the elf as he left. I soon realized I was starring after shadows, and turned to look for Macotay.
I could not find him, so I called a couple of times and decided to set out lunch. As I was setting up our lunch I was worrying about Macotay, and if he was all right. I took the gem out and looked at it the sunlight. It was a bright green and seemed to have golden swirls deep inside the smoke. Every time I looked into the stone, it seemed as if the slight whips of gold twisted away from my gaze. I felt like I was watching smoke dance around the inside of a bottle. I put the stone back into the bag. I fell asleep wondering about Macotay as I sat in the shade of the tree.
I had some dreams about Macotay swimming in the bright pool of the water. Clouds gathered and lightning struck. Macotay dove under to escape the torment of the wind. Then he was eaten by a fish, and then the fish was eaten by a hawk. The hawk flew away and out of my sight. I awoke yelling Macotay’s name.
My eyes snapped open and I immediately saw that Macotay was sitting on the basket crying. I looked at him a moment, and picked him up. He gasped in shock and looked at me sadly. I looked down at him and realized that he was acutely worried about whether I would pick that elf instead of him. I had to admit the elf was cutter, but I had a connection with Macotay.
“Macotay, don’t cry, you are going to make me cry.” I told him. He smiled sadly at me and wiped his eyes with his hands. I watched as he did so thinking that it is amazing that we were the same age. From watching Macotay and I, someone would think he was much younger, despite his handsome body. Macotay turned and looked at me with his shockingly emerald eyes.
“Wou…wou…wouldn’t you rather be with… with… with that handsome elf prince, than with plain ordinary Macotay?” he sobbed, fresh waves of tears streaming down his cheeks as he looked up at me with a mixture of sadness and disappointment.
I looked at him and saw the weakness and sorrow that Macotay had gone threw. “No Macotay, I don’t want to be with the elf… I don’t even know his name. And besides, he may be handsome, but so are you Macotay.” a bit of hope mixed with disbelief shot threw his eyes and I wondered for a moment how I could tell what was in his eyes. Maybe it was the small fey part in me.
“You really think I’m… handsome?” Macotay shot me one of his heart-stopping smiles as I nodded my head slowly. I smiled slowly at him, hoping he knew how I felt for him. I watched as he dried his eyes and looked up at me. “Do you really want to be paired with me shay?” Macotay said suddenly. I looked at Macotay and was surprised at the hope and fear held in his eyes.
“I wouldn’t want to be paired with anyone else Macotay.” I said, and was rewarded with another one of Macotay’s heart stopping smiles.